I pulled a pillow over my face as both of his hands went to my hips and shinnied my cut-offs down about half way, just until my pussy came into sight....His mouth went to my clit and without all of the fingering, tonguing and licking the night before he just nibbled on it. Getting oral was as exciting as giving it as I went from 0 to 60 in a few seconds. His movements were limited, but his mouth knew about the hood and clit of a woman. His tongue moving in small circles with jabs and nips of his. ’ Cynthia signed the release and her left arm was wrapped so the shoulder would not move. She had Monica drive her back to the Bel-Ayre motel. She had some serious thinking to do. Inside the motel, she fixed one of her meals and sat down in front of a blank TV. She was in the unenviable position of being terrified of every choice that was open to her, all two of them. She could ignore her past and keep hooking like she had been for the last week. In all likelihood, she would be dead in a few. Marty must have had tremendous staying power, because he was still pounding away at Stacy’s pussy, and Jim seemed anxious to take his turn with her.Jim then said, “Okay, Ed, roll over so I can fuck your face, and I’m hoping that Stacy’s pussy will be free for me soon.”Jim started fucking my mouth with my head back and hanging slightly over the end of the bed. The position was just perfect for him to force part of his huge cock into my throat, and he was pounding my face just as hard as Marty. He came in behind me, and I closed my eyes, visualizing mother and Frank, the curvaceousness of my teenage bottom ‘Spooning’, perfectly with Uncle Franks erection, ‘Here is another present’, he whispered into my ear, his warm breath making the small hairs on the back of my neck stand, as his hand sought the pocket in my skirt, to deposit it directly there. I think as I stood perfectly still and allowed this intrusion into my skirt, you see, one could feel the outline of my hips and my panties,.